Marlow woke up only two hours later, annoyed as hell, to her alarm clock beeping. Her hand emerged out from under the bed sheets. She pounded on the alarm clock several times before it finally shut off.

Marlow tumbled out of the bed with a groan. She definitely was still tired from last night. But eventually she got up from the floor and dragged herself into the batroom. Marlow went to the sink and splashed some cold water on her face. She quickly decided not to change out of her clothes from last night and only re-did her make-up.

Marlow walked out of the bathroom yawning and immediatly ran into Stiles, who was just as tired as she was. "Morning." he greeted yawning as well. "Yeah, morning." she greeted back. "Are you ready for school? We're late." he said. Marlow nodded half-hearted.

"Okay, come on let's go." he said. Ready to leave for the jeep. "Mhmmm." Marlow only brought out. This was gonna be a long day.


Marlows first period was math, she couldn't focus on anything because of the Dead Pool and because she was so tired. Marow was almost falling asleep when Mason started talking to her. "Hey, you okay?" he asked, waving his hand in front of my face.

"No. I'm so tired." she whined, laughing quietly. "Understandable. How long did you guys stay at the house after the Police left?" he asked. Marlow raised an eyebrow. She'd already forgotten the play they put on last night.

"Police?" she asked. Marlow raised and eyebrow. "Oh! Yeah, right, sorry, I'm just forgetting everything lately...uhmm oh yeah just like 'til four in the morning." she said chuckling a little. "Geez girl, you should have stayed home. You look like a zombie." he told me. "And there I was, thinking all the face masks I used this worked." she said sarcastically disappointed. Mason snickered. "No but really, I'm already a mess at Math and if I miss more things I'm so gonna fail." she added.

"Well you're not gonna learn anything like this anyway." he said snickering. "Yeah, you're probably right." I said, chuckling quietly again, then tried focusing back on the lesson. But it all didn't really work out. She was too tired, there was too much on her mind.


In the break Marlow was on my way to help Lydia and Malia with the other lists when she was pulled aside by Derek. "Derek, what are you doing?" Marlow asked, trying to keep up and not fall on her face.

"I need to show you something." he said. Derek pulled her into the boys locker room. "So what am I supposed to see now?" she asked grimacing. "Wait and see." he winked at her, took one of the Lacross sticks and walked over to an unexcpecting Liam sitting on the benches.

"Who's that?" Liam asked me. Marlow just sighed, raising her hands she turned around. "Is this yours?" Derek asked Liam holding up the Lacrosse stick, then breaking it.

"Derek! What are you doing?" Marlow shouted turning around. Liam flashed his yellow eyes and bolted towards Derek. Derek was obviously able to hold him back, he smashed Liam against the lockers.

"Derek, stop your hurting him." she said, no getting that this wasn't Liam's stick. "Liam look at me, look at me. This is not your stick." she said calmly, looking into his eyes.

"She's right it's not." Scott said coming around the corner. "This one is yours." he said holding up Liam's real stick. Liam started to calm down and Derek put him on the ground again.

The bell rang. Scott sent Liam on his, he again looked ashamed of his behavior. "Was that nescesarry!?" Marlow asked angrily. "Yes." Derek simply said. Marlow glet out a quick growl. "Sometimes you guys just annoy me so damn much." she said. "Why can't you just leave him alone?" she added.

"We need to know what his deal is." Scott said. Marlow sighed annoyed and left the to see how Liam was doing.


"Hey, wait" she said, once finally caught up with him "You okay?" she asked putting herself in front of him. "No. Why can't Scott and the others just quit it already?" he asked angrily.

"They just want to know what's wrong with you. You constantly hulking out isn't really normal." she asked, trying not to fall as she walked backwards in front of him. "I don't wanna talk about it." he said then took off.

"You can't run from this forever!" Marlow shouted after him. "I'm not running, I'm walking." he shouted, not looking back. "Okay so you can't walk away forever." she said sighing.


An hour later Marlow was standing by er locker when Mason approached her. "Hey, have you seen Liam?" he asked a little frantic. "Not since last break, why?" she asked putting her english book into her locker.

"You know the scrimmage tonight?" he asked looking around frantically. "Duh." she said retrieving her history book for her next class. "But do you know who they're playing against?" Mason asked.

"No, who?" she asked raising an eyebrow. She closed her locker then trned towards Mason. Marlow never really cared who they were playing against. She only went there for Stiles. "It's the Devenford Prep, Liams old school." he said. Marlow sighed.

"We need to find him, that can't end good, let's go." she said. They didn't even start looking when Liam rushed past them all of the sudden. "Liam?" she asked. But he just kept rushing out to a bus with emerging prep students, Liam ran up to a tall guy.

"Oh my god." she said quickly. "Hold my books." Marlow said, putting her books over Mason's. She bolted out of the building, following Liam to the bus station.

"Hey Brett!" Liam yelled, clenching his fist. Much to Marlow's surprise he just offered him his hand. "Have a good game." he said, Brett broke out into laughter and the whole team joined in.

"That's cute. Did you learn that in Anger Managment?" he asked still laughing. "Anger Managment?" Marlow mumbled. "You demolished the Coach's car." he explained.

"I paid for that." Liam told him. "No you will pay. We're gonna rip you apart out there." Brett said having stopped laughing at this point. Marlow saw Liam clenching his fists 'til blood ran out of them.

She had to act fast. so she just quickly ran up to the two of them, not stopping when Mason tried to hold her back. "Why don't you just leave him alone?" she asked sternly. She knew it was pretty pathetic, but what else was she supposed to say?

"Oh look guys, Liam got himself a bodyguard." he said laughing. "I could easily kick your ass." she said. That was a lie. Okay, she could if she wanted to, but not without revealing her second identity to the whole School.

Liam at this point tried to pull Marlow away but she was on edge now and not ready to leave just so these douchey prep students could laugh at her. Finally Scott and Stiles came rushing in, Scott took Liam away and Stiles offered Brett his hand wich he again completly ignored.

"Hey Prep Students. My Name is Stiles, welcome to our little public school." he greeted, making it sound as sincere as possible. Which wasn't really easy for him. "Wow that's a firm handshake you got there." he added sarcastically. "We're all excited for the game tonight but let's keep it clean, no rough stuff out there okay, see ya out on the field" Stiles said, walking towards his sister. He grabbed her by the arm, pulling her with him.

"You need to calm down. Stop getting all the attention on you." he whispered. Marlow jst growel angrily.


In the locker rooms, Scott and Stiles took Liam by the shoulders and pressed him into the running schower with Marlow in the middle to help them. "Are you done?!" she yelled. He just roared his anger out.

"Liam listen to me, you need to calm down, look in my yyes and calm down." Marlow said calmly. He just looked at her. He loooked a lot calmer and eventually cooled off completely "Okay, okay im done." he said sliding down the shower wall.

"What the hell was that out there?" Stiles asked Liam and Marlow. "It's like all you always do is fight with someone." he added.

"I was helping a friend." Marlow simply said. "I've been this way since I can remember." he said looking apologetic.

"I thought you said the car you demolished was one of your teachers car." Scott wondered out loud. "He was also my Coach." Liam said. "What made you so angry with him?" Stiles asked.

"He gave me a red card." Liam said. "Only one?" Stiles asked sarcastically. "No, more than one and when I yelled at him about it he benched me for the rest of the season." Liam said.

"Well, why are you always snapping like this?" Marlow asked. "I have I.E.D." Liam finally brought out. "What!?" Stiles asked in rage. "Great work Scott, you gave a kid with an Intermittent Explosive Disorder superpowers!" Stiles angrily told him off.

"Calm down. Don't you get any medication against that?" Marlow asked Liam. "Yes, but I don't take it." he explained. "Great, that's great." Stiles said sarcasticly.

"Hush up." Marlow hissed. "Okay, okay sorry." Stiles said. "Why aren't you taking it?" Marlow asked, sitting down next to him. "It makes me drowsy, and I wouldn't be able to play Lacrosse if I take it." he said.

"Okay." Scott said. "We all need to be careful now. We think that Demarco was killed by one of the Lacrosse players." Scott said changing the subject. "Who's Demarco?" Liam asked. Having been locked up all night, he clearly didn't know what was going on.

"The guy who delivered the alcohol last night." Scott explained. "We think the killer is the one who ordered it." Scott said. Liam started to think. Marlow noticed turning her head toward him.

"What?" she asked him. "Well, I don't know who ordered the keg, but I know who payed for it...it was Garrett." Liam explained. We all looked around as if making a plan in their minds already.

"Okay Liam. You can go." Scott said giving him that towel that was laying nearby. Liam stood up and walked out of the locker room. "Are we really just gonna let him play in tonights game with a serial killer possibly on his back?" Marlow asked worried.

"He might be one on all of your backs tonight." Stiles warned. Marlow sighed. "No. Don't worry. Marlow, you're gonna watch over Liam at the game and Stiles me, you and Kira will look out for Garrett." Stiles and Marlow nodded. She then took off for her history period.


The evening roled by quickly and Marlow grew more nervous with each minute passing. Someone might die tonight. She went a little happier when she saw Liam and Mason talking afar. She walked towards them.

"Hey guys." she said smiling. "Hey." they said together. Mason noticed Marlow and Liam eyeing each other. "Jesus guys, get a room already." he snickered. "What?" they asked simultaneously after being ripped out of their thoughts.

"Nothing." he quickly siad, still snickering a little. "So how you feeling, Liam?" he asked changing the subject. Liam looked over to where Brett was preparing for the game. "I don't care if he's bigger than me. I can beat him." he said.

"Sure you can, Tiger." Marlow said with a smile on her face. He rolled his eyes at her. "What was that?" Liam asked Mason, who was glancing over at Brett. "Huh, nothing." Mason answered indignantly.

"You think he's hot, don't you?" he asked appalled. "What? No." Mason quickly muttered. Liam didn't look too convinced, but let it go for now. "I can take him." Liam said determined.

"Yeah definatly...and then you can give him to me." Mason said, grinning. Marlow just had to laugh at that. Mason was too cute.


A few minutes later, Marlow and Mason were sitting on the bleachers. Marlow walkedover to Liam one more time. "How are you doing, Tiger?" she asked Liam. "Can you stop?" he asked, rolling his eyes. "Nope. That's my new nickname for you." she snickered.

"Can I have a new new one?" he asked. "No refunds, just concentrate on the game." she said. "And on him." she added pointing in Brett's direction. "Hey Liam, think fast!" Brett yelled throwing a ball at Liam.

He cought it, wolfe-senses and everything. Then there was Garrett who just looks at us and then looked at Marlow, Marlow assumed she was one the list too, Liam growls angrily.

Marlow took his hand and told him to look in her eyes always, everytime he fells the anger rising he is just supposed to look into her eyes. He nodded and then Coach called everyone on the field.

"Good luck, Tiger!" she yelled, smirking at him, this time he just smiled back and ran on the field.


The game had been going on for a while now. So far everything had been quiet, serial killer wise. Marlow didn't take her eyes off of Liam, because that was her part in the plan. Nothing else to it.

"Whoo, go Liam!" Mason yelled. "Yeah! You can do it!" Marlow added. This was one of the bad games for Beacon Hills. Devenford scored a lot, too much. Finally, Stiles disctracted one of the players and Kira scored the first point.

That only made the Coach angrier thoug, he benched Kira for the rest of the game for not giving up the ball. A little later on Brett tackled Liam and threw him on the ground.

Marlow could hear Scott and Stiles talking to Liam, asking him how hard he tackled Brett and Liam saying it was more Brett who tackled him. A Paramedic took Brett off the field. Marlow wondered how he was in so much pain if Liam didn't tackle him.

"Garrett is not working alone." she mumbled as it hit her. "What?" Mason next to her, not taking his eyes off the game. "Uhhh nothing." she lied. "I have to go to the bathroom real quick. I'll be right back." she quickly muttered. Mason just nodded.


"Of course he's not working alone! He's always with Violet." Marlow mumbled, angry she didn't think of it sooner. Finally arriving at the boys locker room, Marlow stood in the dor frame for a second. Eyes wide open. Brett was lying on the floor, face down and not moving.

"Brett?" she asked schocked. Before she could walk in, something hot was placed around her neck. She gasped for air. Marlow then kicked her attacker. The person stumbled back. Marlow turned around, grabbing her neck.

"Bitch!" Marlow yelled, seeing Violet get back up. The girl ran back in, ready to attack. Marlowquickly sifted and bolted forward with a roar. She punched Violet in the face, making her stumble back once more. She got back up, swinging her leg against Marlows.

Marlow tumbled to the floor, hitting her head on the hard floor. She rubbed the back of her head. "A Werecoyote, huh?." Violet asked, putting the wire backaround Marlow's neck. "Two for one. I guess it's my lucky day." she added, looking at Brett. Violet tightened the grip on the wire and pulled it close. Chocking Marlow once more.

Marlow gasped for air, trying to pull the wire away from her. When suddenly it went loose again. Marlow fell to floor, grabbing her throat. She breathed frantically, until finally calming down.

She looked to the side. Scott was fighting Violet. She had managed to put the wire around his neck. He just flashed his red eyes and pulled it away with ease though. He slammed her against the wall, knocking her out for good.

Scott ran over to Marlow, helping her off the floor. "Are you okay?" he asked out of breath. "Not really." she said with a raspy voice.